What Is Left Now

i could sit in silence
for the remainder of my time
pondering what words
i had misspoken

the ones that struck discord
and plucked me from your heart
but as it is
i don’t know where to start

every molecule within me
vibrates from your loss
the pit that was my stomach
twists with anguish

drifting in and out
consciousness throbbing
in an inverse pulse
fading into realms
that hold no future

arid turns the surface
in the absence of your voice
scattered whispers
haunt me from the darkness
where i fall

filament no longer fills
this gaping hole upon my chest
spilling forth the reason to go on
toiling through these dying days
missing you
less than i once was
what is left now
but to say
goodbye